Ysh: Damn, the power went out.
Xin: Don't worry, I got this.
Xin: *Shakes rapidly and starts to light up*
Ysh: What-?
Xin: I swallowed a glow stick!
Ysh, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-
Ysh, texting: Answer your phone
Xin, texting back: Wait a minute, I can't find my phone
Ysh: Understood
Ysh, 5 minutes later: You're a terrible person. You know you're
killing me. You're killing me, Xin.
Ysh: Well, if it isn't Xin..
Xin: But it is me.
Ysh: No, it's an expression-
Xin: Your evil tricks won't work on me!
Xin: *Sneaking into the kitchen at night*
Ysh: Who are you?
Xin, panicking: Ysh.
Ysh: Oh, okay. *Leaves*
Ysh:
Ysh: Wait, I'm Ysh!
Xin: Do you guys want to go to the haunted house this year?
Ysh: What's wrong with the one we live in?
Xin: What?
Ysh: Bye.
Ysh: Do you want to play 20 Questions?
Xin: Sure!
Xin: What's your favorite color?
Ysh, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you like men?
Xin: Don't stay up all night, Ysh. Last time you got this sleep-
deprived, you tried to eat your own shirt.
Xin: Damn, Ysh, are you secretly cool?
Ysh: Well, poker is just math, so I guess it depends on if you
consider the mathematician, Carl Friedrich Gauss, cool.
Xin: I do not.
Xin: Why are you drinking?
Ysh: I drink when I'm depressed
Xin: But you're always drinking?
Ysh: *Smug grin*
Ysh: I found a note in one of my old word .docs that said Note to
self: Get revenge on Xin.
Ysh: Except I couldn't remember what I was supposed to get
revenge for.
Ysh: But I trusted my own judgment, so I went with it.
Xin: Hmm.
I don't know what you were supposed to get revenge
tor, either.
Ysh: I can only assume you got what was coming to you. Not 100
percent sure, though.
Xin: Well, whatever I did, I guess I deserved it.
Ysh: Let that possibly be a lesson to you
Xin: Come to dinner tonight. I can't cook, but I'll bring plenty of free
wine.
Ysh: Marry me.
Ysh: Life could be worse, Xin.
Xin: Life could be a lot better too!
Ysh: Have a safe flight.
Xin: I have no say in the matter.
Ysh: Die, then.
Xin: *Yawns*
Ysh: I guess being pretty is tiring.
Xin: You must be exhausted, then.
Ysh: *Gets overwhelmed*
(Ysh: I've invited you here because I crave the deadliest game.
Xin, nodding: Knife Monopoly.
Ysh: I was actually going to play Russian roulette, but now I'm really
interested in whatever knife Monopoly is.
Xin: Are you ever going to listen to me?
Ysh: Yes. Absolutely.
Xin: When?
Ysh: When you're right.
Ysh: This is so frustrating! I hate everything, I hate everybody!
Xin: E-Everybody?
Ysh, sighing: Everybody except you.
Ysh: This date is boring!
Xin: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.
Ysh: Then why did you invite me?
Xin: I didnt, I specifically said "dont come with me" then you said "
fuck you Xin I'll do whatever I want!
Ysh: This date is boring!
Xin: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.
Ysh: Then why did you invite me?
Xin: I didnt, I specifically said "dont come with me" then you said "
fuck you Xin I'll do whatever I want!
Xin: Can I have some?
Ysh, mouth full of cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it.
